Chapter 4
Violet stood in front of the mirror and swiftly ran a brush through her hair. She’d spent far too much time worrying about what to wear and finally settled on jeans and a bright blue shirt that fell in a swinging swirl at her hips with a scoop neck held together by a small bow. Even though she had no idea where Sawyer planned to take her, anywhere they went in Diamond Creek could handle casual. Her dark hair shone from her ruthless brushing. Restless and annoyed with herself for even worrying about how she looked, she left it down and practically stomped out of the bathroom.
Aside from her quite purposeful choice not to pursue relationships, she most certainly hadn’t missed the worrying part of it. Dating, of any kind, was annoying. The whole wondering what someone wanted and e
